This is a song about "Pepperidge farm remembers"

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

Raising mutants on a farm.

No tats dey for my arm

You just trynna be haters

Left me at the farm with strangers

Driving my car to a foreign place

That it remembers the look on your face

A living situation of animal farm with a learning curve

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Bet the farm on the rhyme for the sake of my mom

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

And so i kill the brain that remembers so well

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I think everyone remembers the treatment by the upper-class,